Close Encounters of the God Kind: When Miracles Happen
By Adele Hooker
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Witness a nightclub owner having a dying experience that changes his life for good. Hear him say, I wasnt happy. But I was too busy feeding my sensual appetites to give it much thought. The chilling experience of being cut off at death, from every aspect of good, of all love, light, peace, joy this was enough to wake me up.
Read of a man with an extreme speech impediment, a stutterer, who hasnt spoken an un-stuttered word in his entire life. He stands before a large audience for the first time and delivers a flawless, inspiring speech. His pastor is stunned, I guess you are called by God to speak for Him.
Adele Hooker
Adele Hooker is an ordained minister and retired English teacher. She and her husband Sam have been married for 70 years. Adele is a well-known speaker, retreat leader, and sought after counselor. She is the author of seven published books.
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Close Encounters of the God Kind - Adele Hooker
Copyright © 2012 Adele Hooker
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Library of Congress Control Number: 2012919656
Inspiring Voices rev. date: 03/13/2013
CONTENTS
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Miracles
ALBERT EINSTEIN SAID
THERE ARE TWO WAYS
TO LIVE LIFE, LIKE
NOTHING IS A MIRACLE.
OR
EVERYTHING IS A MIRACLE.
Dedication
I’m happy to dedicate this book of miracles
to the miracle of my life,
my husband,
Reverend Samuel E. Hooker.
We have been blessed together
with a wonderful family and seventy years
of marriage and many years of pastoral ministry.
Appreciation
No way could this book exist
without the gifts of you many
dedicated friends.
You gave me your miracle stories,
whether verbally or written.
To each one of you
I give grateful hugs.
O O O!
Foreword
A dele Hooker’s book, Close Encounters of the God Kind shadows her perpetual-motion- life. What you see is what you get .
She is what she writes in every energetic word: a mover, with friendships unlimited and energy boundless. This work is probably unintentionally a wide ranging expose of herself as a pastor’s wife and helpmate, never content with the role of a voiceless onlooker.
Her given
family, equally devoted disciples, German-Russian immigration by way of Canada, escaped from tyranny-that’s a story in itself, which she has written.
Her book reflects her wide ranging friendships from corporation chiefs to every creature, even former hoboes, telling their stories of miracle beyond the ken of non-believers. Her life itself is miracle after miracle. No surprise then that she writes about God’s graces and has invested her adult life helping others shore up their own God presence, adding authentication of her own report.
Her faith and energy awes and frightens me, makes me wonder if such will fit around even Christian writing. Surprisingly, it fits like a glove. I become immersed as in a flood that turns kindly with reading.
Adele’s husband, Pastor Sam, becomes a strong truss in her structure of faith by his own recovery from childhood disaster-with lifelong damage, injuries fraught with the tenacity of a Missouri mule, the strength of Goliath, and the purpose of a David.
This book reaches for faith in corners heretofore hidden even to close confidants of her co-miracle-revealers.
Adele was a high school English teacher in addition to pastor’s wife and partner. As an author she has been recognized by national associations.
This one has known Adele and Pastor Sam for over half a century, in fact, made a midnight call from Oregon to them many years ago, telling of the Woodstock Church Pulpit Committee’s request that they pray about accepting what we believed was a God Call
to pastor this church.
A hand grenade was dropped into their lives, asking them to leave a people they loved, a community that had become the fabric of their souls.
… .agony, not anticipated, asked for, nor wanted … . upheaval … .
They came … . with prayer and fasting, rumbling and agony, to engage in a long term, highly successful pastorate, doubling and tripling the size of the church.
Adele is remembered for personally faith-cementing a clutch of seeking souls labelled The Strugglers,
probably a term indicating the effort in digging the well-of -faith. The power of faith and devotion are reflected as she talks of God’s extra touch in lives. Few would be more qualified to write and assemble these many accounts of faith effort.
Dr. Hauton B. Lee, Retired
College Professor,
Superintendent of Schools
Introduction
W ebster says a miracle is an event in the physical world that surpasses all known human or natural powers and is ascribed to divine or supernatural cause. a wonder; a marvel.
If this is so, then we surely have here a museum full of these exotic entities. You, the reader, are invited to vicariously experience these marvelous wonders. Far and near, I searched to gathered these sixty two stories, and I’ve thrilled as I worked with them. It has been an honor as well as a pleasure to interview the recipients of these Interventions of the Divine.
Personally, I have had multiple experiences which I could not attribute to any other source than my loving Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Early in my adult life I was fortunate to have sickness and trouble beyond my ability to cope. It drove me to seek the deep heart of Jesus. I was blessed to have a mother who prayed. Although that did not assure me of God’s help when I called. Yet, by seeing her prayer life I knew God was there. I just needed to seek him until I got myself out of the way enough to let him find me. Of course, I didn’t realize this at that time.
Many of these stories are of my own experience. Their by-lines are marked A.H.
Most stories are of other people. Some are written by the persons experiencing them. Others are as told to me. In these you will see my writing style. But all facts and information are accurate as related to me by the individual who experienced the miracle.
Then come with me and together let us explore a wondrous portion of the incredible riches of God’s grace.
Adele Hooker
CHAPTER 1
Saved — A Big New
Beautiful Red Motorcycle
Kim Raichl
J oshua, my six-year-old son, and I were driving on highway I-5 from Astoria, Oregon to Seattle, Washington in my purple, 2000 Dodge Neon. All the way we were singing with Christian tapes. We just passed Tacoma, Washington, still singing our praise songs, when I noticed a young man riding up on a big, bright red, new motorcycle. He was decked out from head to toe in new-looking, black cycling gear. It appeared he just bought a roaring-big-bike and an outfit to go with it.
I was in the commuter lane at the left side of the highway, going about sixty miles an hour. The cyclist, coming up fast on my right, was going seventy or more. What neither of us could see was, the car ahead of him straddled a large piece of lumber, a 4X4. When I saw it, quickly I veered to the left to give the biker as much room as possible while nervously keeping my eyes on the guard rail to avoid scraping it. At the speed the biker was coming I thought, It’s impossible! He can’t miss that!
He didn’t.
I cried out, God, save him!
He hit the 4X4, shot up into the air and flew downward toward my lane in front of me. I gripped the steering wheel with white knuckles, knowing I was going to run him over. Instead of landing in my lane, he flipped and whirled in such a way as to land in his own lane, on both wheels, moving straight and steady forward, right beside my car.
How could he do it?
my shocked and confused mind shouted.
No way!
I answered myself.
For several yards the rider stayed next to me. He looked into my car and directly at me. His wild, baffled face defied description. I opened my eyes wide, stretched my face in a grimace of fear and awe that said, Wow! You’re alive! God saved you!
Then I gave him a hearty thumbs up.
I didn’t know what else to do.
He sped off at the next exit.
Maybe he’s going off to thank God for saving his life, I thought.
Maybe he’s going to change his pants,
my young son said.
I wish I had followed him and asked if he knew God gave him a miracle. I knew, and I was thanking God all the way on, that I didn’t have to live with the horrendous, plaguing memory of killing a man — or even seeing him smashed on the pavement in front of me. I didn’t care a whit that God saved his big, new, beautiful red motorcycle. In fact, I was seething-mad at the thing for being so dangerous.
It took me a while to realize — Hey! God saved us too!
CHAPTER 2
Singing Amazing Grace
Kurt Salierno
I stuttered so bad when I was a kid, I couldn’t say one fluid sentence. I had very few friends and I was voted the most unlikely to succeed in my senior class. The good that came out of it—I sure can sympathize with hurting people.
Jesus was my best friend. He and I developed a close relationship. I walked down the streets of my home town, Visalia, California, talking out loud to Jesus. And I heard him talk to me, too. People didn’t understand. They thought I was mentally challenged.
I attended a small church congregation and I was active in it. One day I told my pastor I felt God wanted me to go into the ministry. He chuckled and said, Kurt, you can’t even talk.
I didn’t know just what to do with the pastor’s response, but I said, I don’t know how it’s going to happen, except that I can trust God with all my heart. Moses told God,
No. I want to tell God,
Yes."
Pastor Roper invited me to speak at an evening service. When the people heard that that stuttering kid
was going to preach, they came out in full force. The usual group of ten or twelve ballooned out to fill the church sanctuary. It was the most ever to attend an evening service in our church.
Of course, I was terrified, but my trust was in God and I was willing for him to do whatever he wanted with me. I’d already been humiliated many times, one more would be OK. Surprisingly, I didn’t stutter. I delivered the message I felt God gave me and never stuttered once—the first time in my entire life. I pinched myself to see if I was dreaming. And then I realized, I couldn’t be. I even stutter in my dreams.
At the end of my sermon, Pastor came up to me and said, "Wow, you are called of God!"
Financially the church helped me attend Warner Pacific College in Portland, Oregon.
Here I got in trouble.
I understood the street people who had no friends and didn’t know that Jesus would be their friend. I wanted to help them. So I spent my evenings and sometimes all night on the downtown streets of Portland, befriending the outcasts. I could feel their pain. I hurt for them. Unlike these homeless people, I had a family and a church that loved me. Best of all, I had a friend, Jesus. He was a friend who was always with me. Even though I often felt lonely, I knew I was never alone. I wanted these outcasts to know Jesus, too.
After a bit of a hassle, the college allowed me to continue my street ministry, but I had to move off campus. A good pastor and church took me in. I lived in the attic of the Rockwood Church of God and became their associate pastor. This allowed me to continue my work with the homeless, telling them the Psalm 139 Principle: You are not a mistake. You are wonderfully and beautifully made. God loves you.
Now I’m a minister in Atlanta, Georgia. I spend many of my evenings and nights making friends with the street people who are battling drugs and alcohol. I tell them about the one who can help them, the one who cares when nobody else does. I tell them I care too.
My biggest miracle is being in the ministry and able to talk to people about Jesus—Jesus, the one I love more than life. He’s been my closest friend. He gave me a deeply satisfying life purpose. He is also my protector. On the streets at night with many angry, hurting, doped-out-of-their-minds people I’ve really seen his miraculous power. Three incidents come to mind
One night someone tried to kill me with a knife. Even with two hands he couldn’t get the knife into my shirt. While he was doing it, I prayed out loud for him. He dropped the knife and ran.
Another man tried to stab me in the back with his pocket knife. The Holy Spirit prevented the knife from penetrating. Frustrated, the man threw the knife at me and ran off.
One homeless man tried to shoot me. He stole a gun, shot somebody else, killed them, and came to kill me. He put the gun to my head and pulled the trigger. Again and again, six times, he pulled the trigger.
Frozen with fear, I couldn’t do anything but pray. Frustrated, the man thought the bullets were bad and threw them on the ground to use new ones. He was about to shoot me again but other homeless guys alerted the police who came. The police checked the gun and the used bullets. They shot fine. There’s nothing wrong with this gun or the bullets,
the officer said. Take the bullets to remind you that there’s someone greater watching over you.
On the streets we see miracles happen every week. Lives are changed all the time. It’s God. He said he’d show his strength through our weakness.
I have a speech impediment and I struggled through high school and college. But that helps me to relate to the guys on the streets who are struggling: homeless, helpless and poor. So now I get to sing Amazing grace how sweet the sound
with many redeemed street people.
CHAPTER 3
Marilyn’s Brush With Death
Dale Warman
I t was May 1, 2002 at two AM that my wife, Marilyn, woke up with a terrible headache. I brought her aspirin. When she started to drink the water she convulsed and vomited blood. I knew we had a problem.
Immediately I got her into clothes and helped her into the car. The hospital is less than five minutes from us. It would take longer if I called 911. On the way she was already talking out of her head.
At emergency I jumped out of the car, hollering, Help! Help! Help!
Two male nurses ran out with a gurney. They took Marilyn straight into emergency. Immediately the attendants worked to stabilize her and called the brain surgeon. They recorded a cat scan
and other information for the doctor when he got there. It took the surgeon about thirty minutes to get to the hospital. While he was coming, I called Doug, our older son, and asked him to call our two other children, Sharon and Ron, which he did. Sharon called our pastors, Rev. Marvel and Rev. Burch and alerted our church prayer chain.
Our children, the pastors, and the surgeon all arrived about the same time.
The surgeon looked at the report and at Marilyn then called us together. He said to me, Your wife has bled so badly that it’s amazing she is still breathing. 90 percent of the people who have a front lobed aneurysm don’t even make it to the hospital alive.
He didn’t recommend surgery, saying, Very few people who do make it here survive the seven or eight hours of gruelling surgery. If she survived that she’d probably be a vegetable.
We talked about surgery and my children and I thought we should have a second opinion. We ask that his superior and he talk with us together.
Frankly, the doctor looked so young I thought he was in his early twenties. I asked him, How old are you?
He said, I’m forty-two.
I felt better about him then.
After we visited with the two surgeons, I asked that we be given time alone to talk things over. Pastor Marvel lead us in prayer, asking God’s counsel for our decision. After prayer and more discussion we felt we should go ahead with the surgery in spite of the poor odds. Patty, our daughter-in-law, asked if we could lay hands on the doctors and pray for them. They agreed. We circled around them and Pastor Burch prayed a strong prayer for God to intercede and to guide the minds and hands of the surgeons.
We told them to go forward. Immediately they took Marilyn into the operating room. One of the doctors situated the family in a separate room and told us surgery would take six to eight hours.
We called friends, asking for prayer. We called church prayer chains and the Live Week End
office to put Marilyn on the prayer chain. From here a call went to Dave Coolidge in Anderson, Indiana. He alerted our denomination’s International Church of God Prayer Chain.
The message went to missionaries and churches around the world.
(Throughout the weeks, we received at least eighty emails from people everywhere telling us they were praying for Marilyn.)
Throughout the hours of anxious waiting we were in constant prayer. After seven hours, Dr. Rouquest came to the family room and told us the surgery went as well as could be expected. But there was a lot of damage because of the excessive bleeding. Also Marilyn went into coma during the operation.
Up in the hairline they cut the full length across the forehead and laid that part of Marilyn’s skull back. Doctor Rouquest later explained, It took twelve staples to put her skull back together.
After surgery they moved Marilyn to ICU. We were allowed to go in to her only two at a time. For two or three days the whole family stayed at the hospital and hoped and prayed for God’s good news. Finally we realized we needed a plan. We decided to take our vigils in shifts. For four hours at a time two family members sat with Marilyn around the clock. She was never alone. Always she was prayed with, talked to and encouraged to win the battle.
The daily reports were that Marilyn was constantly deteriorating. Finally, after eighteen days of deterioration, the family was told she had only a couple days to live.
We’re going to move you all into a private room so you can have family time with her,
the doctor said. He recommended we remove the life supports. A hospice person and the hospital chaplain were directed to our room. They spoke of making plans for Marilyn’s final day.
We called another family-pastor conference.
After much discussion and prayer we agreed to disconnect Marilyn from all life supports. We reasoned, If God is going to heal her, he doesn’t need life supports to do it.
Eighteen hours after the supports were removed, Patty was sitting with Marilyn. She came out to the hall where we were all waiting and said, "Something spooky is going on in